“No. I can’t.” My eyes widen. “You need to leave. We can’t keep doing stuff like this with the twins around.”
“No, not yet.” He shakes his head in defiance. “I want to make you come first.”
My brows hitch. “How is havingmepiss inyourmouth going to makemecome?”
He frowns, considering my words, and then shrugs. “You got slick when you realised I was cleaning you with my tongue. So let’s see what happens.” He tries to dive for my pussy again, and I struggle harder to hold him at bay.
“Oh my God, Asher,” I whisper-yell. “We don’t have time. The twins will notice us missing.”
That only makes his smirk grow.
“Challenge accepted, Angel.”
“I’m not pissing in your mouth,” I snarl, and he nods.
“Fine. But I’m not leaving this room until I’ve made you come. The longer you fight me, the longer we’ll be missing.”
My mouth drops open in exasperation, and Asher changes tactics, pressing two digits to my entrance before sinking them in.
I give in. Shit. I give in like I always do.
If there’s one thing I’m quickly learning, it’s that Asher likes to worship me. And hell, I like it when he worships me. So I brace a hand on each wall for support, tipping my head back as his fingers start working me from the inside, while his tongue works me from the outside.
His technique is spot on. He’s picked up what sends me into the abyss in the short time we’ve been coming together, and I swear it’s record-breaking how quickly my orgasm slams into me.
I clamp my lips together, trying to hold in the cries that wantto escape, and Asher laps at me, drinking down each drop of my release like a man starved.
I’m still panting when he leaps up, his teeth flashing in a smile before he claims my lips.
I taste myself on him, and I go to reach for his pants, desperate to feel his hard length in my grip, but he pulls back, biting his lower lip as he shakes his head and slips out of the room, leaving me alone, and breathless.
CHAPTER 24
ASHER
There’s just something about making Lily come while the twins are close by that has me taking these fucking huge risks. I know it’s dangerous, yet I still fucking do it.
Sneaking into her room in the middle of the night is one thing, but to mess with her while the twins are awake, in a room mere feet from where we were, is fucking crazy.
Yet I’m here for it.
The twins didn’t even notice we were gone, too wrapped up in some viral dance online they were trying to teach themselves. They are popular online with a large audience, their identical good looks helping them tease the chicks.
People, especially the chicks, are fascinated by them, and it’s hard not to be. They know how to work their charm to win people over.
I guess they are like their mum in that way. She has that effect on me.
Everything I think about lately involves sex with Lily. I’m like a man possessed. I don’t hate it. I fucking love sinking into the heat of her. It’s heaven. But I know the real way to win Lily over isn’t through sex.
I mean, it helps, but she’s a thirty-seven-year-old woman who mostly knows what she does and doesn’t like. She has no need for stupid mind games. No need for the dramatics chicks my age thrive on.
Lily needs arealconnection.
Which is why, after devouring her needy pussy in the powder room earlier, I’ve decided to back off a tad. If I can get her to see me as something other than a horny sex beast, then I might have a shot at convincing her that we could work.
If I can do that, then I’ll have all the time in the world to do the filthy, nasty things I want to her.
The problem is, it’s really hard to keep my distance. My mind goes to places it shouldn’t, especially with the twins around, and I have to fight the urge to make the fantasies inside my head a reality.
